paroles de chanson Weather - Jim Boggia

So, prodigal friend
You've run away
For the last time.
No more open doors
For your return
When you arrive.
I gave 'til I was sore.
Then you asked for more.
And the wind's blowing strong today.
I'm chilled to the bone.
It's four long, hard months 'til May
And I'll weather them alone.
I was into you
Much more than you
Were into me.
Why did I refuse
To see the truth,
So plain to see?
I wasted so much time
While you robbed me blind.
And the wind's blowing strong today.
I'm chilled to the bone.
It's four long, hard months 'til May
And I'll weather them alone.
You're not worth it anyway.
So, I'll weather this alone.